I love my Dad.
I love his enthusiasm for life.
I love that he’s not afraid to dream big.
I love that he beats to his own drum and doesn’t care what anyone else thinks.
…of our hearts and souls…and of a log cabin up in the Blue Mountains of Oregon.
So he taught us to be builders too.
He’s a deliberate parent.
I love this sign someone took a picture of that was posted on my brother’s door for a while growing up.
…and let’s not forget this deliberate video he made that shows the tip of the iceberg of how deliberate he really was (and is).
He’s a horseman.
And he is working hard to teach all his grandkids to love those horses too.
He’s a story-teller. He can keep people old and young completely captivated for a long time.
Another example: taking his whole family to Peru to dig water-wells. You name it, he’s up for it.
He’s an imaginer.
He’s a dreamer.
He has BIG dreams. And he’s taught us to have them too (here).
And because he’s a thinker: